The next few days dragged by so slowly I thought Saturday would never get here. It did and I spent the morning making myself look as good as I could. ...reshly showered I was nervous as I drove following the directions June had given me. An hour later I parked in front of a nice two story house in a well kept neighborhood. My hand shook as I pressed the doorbell.June's husband, Ted, was about my height and weight. He was much younger than me and had a warm smile."Hello," he greeted stepping aside. They have locked it before sleeping.I let her in and closed the room. Since she was wet I gave her the towel and sat on the bed. She sat beside me while wiping her head with the towel. I was constantly staring at her boobs and my bulge was growing big and big. She couldn’t stop from looking at my bulge.There was dead silence at that time of night and we both could hear our breathing becoming deeper and louder. She gave me the towel after using it but her eyes were only looking at my dick. I. .. he looked at me... holding my chin with one hand and wanking with the other... he bent down and spat in my face... calling me a slut. then held his cock against the front of my face, still wanking it... He told me to open my mouth... he slapped my face, spat on me again... then began to wank his cock harder over my mouth. Eventually, he came onto my tongue and he told me to hold it there as he fixed himself, pulling up his trousers etc. Once he was all done, he looked down at me, putting his. ‘This is lovely,’ he said, ‘but we can make it even more so, can’t we?’ He concentrated, and Desiree’s hair began to grow. It lengthened down her back to her waist before it stopped. ‘Yes, you are indeed lovely,’ said Wellington. ‘In fact, I think you shall serve only me, my sweet. You shall be the mysterious dark girl with the veil, walking around with whispers of lace, your eyes pools of mystery. Your nights will be filled with the pleasures of satisfying me, young beauty. Desiree, you shall.